My grandmother taught me to sew. I started by sewing doll dresses by hand and she insisted I use her thimble. I was only about 9 maybe so her thimble was way too big for me, but she insisted I keep it on so I learned to sew and keep a thimble on at the same time. I have been always grateful for that lesson. Now it seems when I pick up a needle and thread I also pick up the thimble...feels bare without it. And the best part of this story is that I have that same thimble from my grandmother and that is the one I use the most. I feel she is still guiding my hand when I sew. A small thing, but a big impact on my life.